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A27551 The revenge, or, A match in Newgate a comedy, as it was acted at the Dukes Theatre. Betterton, Thomas, 1635?-1710.; Marston, John, 1575?-1634. 1680 (1680) Wing B2084; ESTC R10849 52,757 74

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he 't is a most rare Creature I 'm half in Love already Cor. Innocently was the unhappy cause they lov'd me both were Rivals in my Favour nor knew I which my heart inclin'd to most Wellman had Wit Youth Gaity and good Humour lovely well made fit to engage a heart and Friendly too was handsom very discreet very Amorous soft in his Language modest in his Actions and tho' their Charms were different yet 't was hard to say who was the greater Conquerour so I by favouring both made either jealous Sir Joh. S'bud wou'd I had shar'd of that without the danger aside Sir Ly. But Wellman was to have married my Daughter Marinda to morrow was the day Cor. To please his Father Sir he made you think so he has oft with sighs to me confess'd he could not love Marinda I hope she will believe and dye in rage and then I shou'd lye contented in my Grave aside Sir Ly. I pity thee in troth now but he was such a Villain that but for his Fathers sake I 'd let him dye unreveng'd but Sir Jeffery Wellman's my Friend and therefore I 'l be dispos'd by you Enter Dunwell Dunw Madam here 's the Villainous man come as gay as a young Bridegroom Cor. Pray Sir retire with these Gentlemen into my Closet and you shall hear he will confess the murder and having witness you may apprehend him and do you the while prepare the Watch and let 'em wait below Well With what a Fury is a Whore inrag'd Puts Sir Lyonel and Sir John into the Closet and Wellman and Dunwell go out Cor. So now my Revenge grows high cou'd I but hang this Friendly which I wou'd because 't was Wellman's Friend and make Marinda mad Oh! with what Joy I 'd follow for 't is I Must end the last Act of the Tragedy Enter to her Friendly fine Friend Now my Corina now my Heavenly Fair I come to take that Joy which from thy Eyes I find thou wilt allow my panting heart And here upon my knees receive my Vow If ever I prove false to so much Beauty May I be ever scorn'd by Men and Heaven Oh! the excessive Joy that fills my Soul With thought of my approaching happiness Come le ts draw nearer to our bliss thy Chamber Cor. But stay Draws him near the Closet Fri. Oh! do not kill me with that fatal stay Cor. You have not told me yet how you kill'd Wellman Fri. Oh! name him not some fit of Love or Rage will seize thy Soul at naming him and ruin me My dear Corina Mistris of my Life name him no more Cor. Now on thy Life by all I hold most dear now Wellman is no more the repetition will be wondrous grateful Prethee how fell the perjur'd faithless man tell it me o're agen and I 'll resign my self for ever to thy Arms. Fri. Tell thee and take thee Were each word Blasphemy wou'd every Syllable betray my Life I 'de hast to utter it for that Reward though I can tell no more than what I 've done already that we met at a Ball prepar'd for the contracting of Wellman to Marinda where I being out in a Dance or I at least pretending so I struck him we drew but being parted there I challeng'd him out and it being late we fought i' th street where I had th' Advantage of him and kill'd him Cor. What did you with the Body Fri. Drag'd it into Fleet Ditch with the next Tide to flote where Fortune pleas'd and slew my dear Corina Cor. You shall dye for 't fond easie Fool Enter Sir Lyonel Sir John and lay hold of him Wellman from below with Officers Sir Ly. Seize the Murderer Oh wicked Villain base and treacherous Fri. Base and perfidious Woman hold off your hands and let me ask this Devil why she does thus Cor. Ah fool that cou'dst believe my Love so slight to let thee live that murder'd him I liv'd for Fri. Well ye Gods you have reclaim'd my Wildness and brought me back to man and now I see the Strong Deformity of sinful Passion Sir Ly. Come Come Sir we came not here to talk 't is Morning already carry him directly to the Old Baily the Sessions is now and let him be hang'd out of the way Fri. You 've Reason Sir and deserve this Usage but yet unhand me thus I 'de been serv'd had I indeed kill'd Wellman but Sir he lives lives at his Goldsmiths one Glister in Cheapside Cor. Heavens Lives Lives to be married Oh Sir Ly. We are not to believe that Sir to Prison with him till he can prove this true Fri. No rudeness Sir I 'll go unguarded Death what a vile poor degenerate thing a Mercenary Woman is Sir Joh. How a Mercenary Woman Where the Devil have I liv'd and how past my time I knew her not before this is her Man I must get acquainted with him Friend a Word I pray Sir Ly. How Sir this Woman set you on nay then Mr. Constable pray lay hold of her and see her forth coming Cor. With Joy since Wellman lives and lives to be perjur'd no matter what becomes of poor lost me weeping Fri. No Sir let me instruct you take my Word I am a Gentleman and known to you she shall be forth coming if there be an Occasion tho' she be false she is a Woman still a beauteous lovely Woman come Sir I 'll follow you Dunwel leads in Corina Well I 've yet a little Pity on my Heart and that forsaken Beauty I have ruin'd and looking on Sir Joh. But Sir you do not mind me Well Said you Sir Sir Joh. I ask'd you Sir who this Lady was to whom I perceive you belong whether a man may be welcome for his Money you conceive me Well Sir Angryly Sir Joh. Nay Sir I ask your Pardon Sir no Offence I hope I 'am a Knight by Birth Sir and have Sir some sixteen hundred a year Sir no contemptable Fortune for a Gallant Well A Gallant Sir Sir Joh. Whe yes Sir a Gallant Sir whe what a Devil I speak no Treason I hope in the Lord. Well But Sir you do as bad this Lady is of Quality and has a Fortune too or if she had not she has Beauty sufficient to intitle her to be a wife Sir Joh. Say you so Friend I must confess I am very much taken with her Beauty but that I have a sort of an Ingagement upon my Person to Mrs. Diana now but I like this better by much Sir and if she can but clear her self of the Business of this Murder and has but any reasonable Fortune and I get my self off this Diana Well Who is she Sir Sir Joh. Sir Lyonel Worthy's Daughter Sir a little learing Titt as any 's in England Well Sir to serve you cou'd you help me to the Speech of her I wou'd do much and have some artful Cunning. Sir Joh. Help thee whe I 'll carry thee immediately man but do 't so as
ignorant ill-bred behaviour in a woman 't is uncivil hang 't I 'll have none on 't Ample what think you Amp. Faith Madam I can onely stand up for Kissing I never ventur'd farther tho I wou'd fain Dian. Thou art not of my minde for I 'll nere marrie Amp. Marrie God forbid what will you do then Dian. Ene strive against the flesh Marrie no faith Husbands are like Lots in a book one may prick a hundred times and finde all blanks A Husband a Hangman a careless domineering insolent thing that grows like Corral whilst under water soft and tender but married and above the waves hard stubborn not to be bow'd nor manag'd whilst your humble servant Oh how assiduous troublesomely officious and busie but wed the worst-bred Tyrant and Sloven in nature No no I 'll live my own woman I and let the worst come to the worst I had rather be call'd Wanton than a Fool. Mar. Oh but a vertuous Marriage Dian. Vertuous Marriage there 's no more affinitie between Vertue and Marriage than a man and his Horse Wedlock may manage Vertue in the right way but 't is oftner loose and unbridled I hate restraint upon my Vertue or to owe it to the honour of a Husband yet I like thy match well enough a handsome man good humour wittie and wilde but my Sir John is such a tool fit to make nothing but a Cuckold of See if they be not here Enter Sir John Emptie and Wellman Well My sweet Marinda Sir John Good morrow my little Sooterkin how is 't my prettie Life Nay I call all my Mistrisses so Dian. Indeed How many Mistrisses have you had Sir John Some Nine or thereabouts Dian. Then you have had nine lives like a Cat. Sir John Mew you wou'd be kist for that Dian. Yes if I lik'd the mouth that offer'd it Sir John By my troth that must not be mine I do not love to endanger my back with stooping so low if you wou'd wear Chipeeners much might be done Nay let me alone to finde a Rowland for your Oliver Dian. Your pestilent wit will never make me asham'd of my shortness the faults I can mend my self I blush at but those which Nature made let her bear the shame for me I have nothing to do with it but you never forget to be wittie on my Beautie Sir Knight I shall be even with you Sir John Nor remember by my troth but as I do Religion for Controversie sake onely no hurt Dian. But Brother for I 'll now call you so since my Father this night resolves to contract you Shall we not have Fiddles and dance Sir John I 'm sure will make one and my Citie Lover the Aldermans son Mr. Shatter he 's a most spruce Dancer of the first bench in the School I 'll promise ye Sir John Fore Gad and well remember'd he borrow'd a Diamond-Ring of me last night to make a Visit in to a Ladie and was 't you The Devil take me an I had thought that he shou'd nere a had it Adsbud he 's here Enter Mr. Shatter Shat. Good day to my fair Mistriss Dian. Good morrow sweet Mr. Shatter Sir John Sweet Mr. Shatter Pox on him is he a Rival now Dian. You 're fine to day rich in Jems Mr. Shatter Shat. A Toy Madam I bought to please my finger Dian. I am more pretious to you than your finger why not to oblige me Come I 'm no profess'd beggar you know Shat. Faith and troth Madam as I hope to be sav'd Oh Lord as the saying is I protest upon my honour Dian. Do not pawn it for such a trifle Shat. As I 'm a Gentleman as God shall sa ' me I 'll give a Dian. Is this yours to give Shat. Oh Lord Madam that 's such a thing now why shou'd your Ladyship you 're the strangest Joker I protest Dian. Hum now I remember I think I have seen this on a persons hand an humble servant of mine one Sir John Empty Shat. Pox of her memorie a such another Madam Whe what a Devil 's he to her now Dian. Nay I 'm sure this is it Shat. Troth 't is Madam the poor fellow wanted a little money to treat some women last night and so he pawn'd it to me 'T is a Pawn good faith or else you shou'd have it Sir John Heark ye thou base lying son of a cheating Cit how dares thy impudence hope to prosper Were it not for the respect I bear this noble Companie I wou'd so bang thee Pulls him aside Dian. How now what 's the matter here Shat. Nothing Madam nothing He was a little uncivil with me last night for which because I shou'd not call him to an account he desir'd to make me any satisfaction The Coward trembles at my very presence but I have him on the hip I 'll take the forfeit of his Ring Sir John Heark ye Sir what 's that you whisper to her Pulls him aside Shat. Nothing Sir but to satisfie her that the Ring was yours not pawn'd to me but lent to grace my finger and so I told her I begg'd your pardon for being a little too familiar with your Reputation Dian. Yes indeed he did and said you wou'd make him any satisfaction for a rudeness you did him last night but he wou'd take the forfeit of the Ring for 't Sir John How now ye base Scoundrel Takes him roughly Shat. Hold hold my Mistriss does but rally faith Dian. Thy Mistriss I disown thee thou' rt a childe I 'll give thee to my woman Come Sister let 's make us ready for the Ball anon Come you shall be friends Sir John He shall renounce you then and restore my Ring Adsbud he shall Shat. With all my heart to do you service Sir Gives him the Ring Sir John And here I make an offer of it Dian. Well I 'll take it Sir to make me thine to night Farewel Brother till anon Exit Mar. Dian. Sir John Amp. Well To be huft thus by a Coward a beaten Coward what madness has possest thee Shat. Aye but how the Devil did I know he was a Coward cou'd not you have whisper'd me that Well Well Sir I 'll try to make your peace with Diana Leave me I 've business now Exit Shat. Enter Friend How now my friend what news from Love is the Ladie of sin kinde prithee say how in faith I 'll not be angrie Friend Oh Wellman no Age did ere produce so damn'd a Creature so fair and yet so false had I been vicious what a desperate wretched thing I 'd been Well Prithee what 's the matter Friend Heaven I have been tempted to thy death Well What is the Furie mad Friend Most damnable Well Hearing I'm to be marri'd Friend She rav'd at first like winds let loose to ruine But fixt on this resolve she calm'd again And listen'd to my love my eager love which when it urg'd her to create me happie she prest me to this
it still to that dear use Take first this little Tribute of my conquer'd heart I may in time increase it were it Crowns here they shou'd all be offer'd Cor. And thus I 'd spurn away Base servile Villain who livest by Noise and Riot spunging upon the drops that fall from Gentlemen canst thou believe that after Wellman's love I cou'd receive a Raskal to my Arms Trick If I were there you 'd finde but little difference and possibly the next they entertain may fail to pay this price I offer ye This Raskal and that beautious haughtie thing bating the Sex differ but very little I live by Brauls by rapine and by Spoils in Fears Vexations Dangers so do you I eat when I can get a fool to treat me and you can do no more Pox of your pride methinks we two might understand each other you 've no Gallant to take your Quarrels up you raign'd when time was and I 'll do so now for you have known my love shall finde my power tho yet I nere durst tell you so Cor. Nor shall not yet for tho that Lover's gone who but to look on wou'd have made thee tremble I 've Beautie still that may command another Beautie whose very glance shou'd make thee bow Gods and has it lost its awe Trick It has and I 'm resolv'd upon a Conquest Cor. Death Sirra stand off and view my fatal hand it carries death to the bold Ravisher that dares approach unreverendly A Whore what tho to her that bears it 'tis a shame an infamie that cannot be supported to all the world besides it bears a mightie sound petition'd su'd to worshipp'd as a God presented flatter'd follow'd sacrific'd to Monarch of Monarchs Tyrant of the world what does that charming word not signifie And darest thou raise thy hated eyes so high to gaze on such a Constellation No be gone with all thy base-got worthless Trisles quickly pack up and hence or I will kill thee Goes out Dun. So Sir you had better have lookt no higher than Mrs. Mary Dunwell who can down with you when money 's low but when once a little in Pocket you are for high feeding forsooth Go get you gone I may chance take pitie on you when her passion 's over and do you some service Trick No by Heaven I 'll try my chance this very minute throw my last Cast for the great Stake is set and will enjoy her now Goes in and knocks Dun. Hah here 's somebodie I hope will interrupt you Opens the door Enter Wellman disguised What wou'd you Sir wou'd you have ought with me A proper handsome fellow but ill drest Aside Well Madam I am a Gentleman grown poor decay'd by fortune and wou'd gladly serve I can obey cou'd you direct me where Dun. This fellow wou'd serve my turn most admirably but if I cou'd you wou'd grow proud with feeding well and clean Linnen Well I am not bred so ill but I can tell how to be grateful to you Dun. Introth he apprehends most discreetly but you 're too big to wear a Liverie Well Not at all 't is the fashion now for Ladies to keep tall men in Liveries your Page is out of fashion and your stripling Footman Cor. within Help help undone Oh help Well Hah what noise is that Draws and runs in Dun. Heavens the Rogue sure was ravishing her Enter Wellman dragging in Trickwell Corina follows disordered Well Damn'd sawcie Villain what was thy pretence Trick What 's that to thee bold interrupting Slave sent by the Devil to hinder my delight Well Dog Going to kill him Cor. Hold do not kill the Raskal 't is enough you 've sav'd me from his mischiefs pray let him go Well 'T is pitie but I will obey Take that and that that ye Mungrel Cur Dogs shou'd be us'd so Kicks him out Death what a very wretched thing 's a Whore that every Raskal dares approach with Love Aside Cor. Who are ye pray to whom I 'm so oblig'd Well One that wou'd gladly serve in any qualitie Cor. I 'll do thee good take that Gives him money I will prefer thee to some man of Qualitie Mean time make this your home Well I wonder whether Friendly has been here Aside Dun. Madam one knocks shall any have admittance Cor. Onely false Wellman's Friend You may retire and wait my farther pleasure Exit Dun. Well I 'll over-hear ye too Exit Well Enter Dunwell and Friendly Friend Now my dear Mistriss Soul of my desires I come with all the Spoils of conquering Love to lay 'em at thy feet My Stop is dead the Stop of all my ravishing Happiness and here 's the witness of my Victorie Kneeling presents her the Ring Cor. Dead Wellman dead Oh thou inhumane friend that borest that title onely to betray him Dead and by thee Heaven can you let him live Support me or I fall to earth with this sad killing news Seems to faint Friend Heavens Madam what d' ye mean or shall I vow to you he is not dead Cor. Hah not dead Friend What wou'd you have me do When I confirm him dead you grow inrag'd and when I say he lives you kill with frowns Cor. Traytor and hast thou then deceiv'd my hopes and is not Wellman dead Hell what is man how didst thou swear how didst thou prostrate lie and beg'd to give me any proof of thy false Passion I ask'd thee this and is it thus you give it Oh for a quick revenging Power to kill thee Friend Calm that dear angrie face and tell my Love which way it best shall please Cor. Is 't in thy choice perjur'd forsworn and false to tell me either Damn thy double Tongue and all this Beautie that mis-led thy truth if thou hadst ever any in thy soul Friend Then since it is my destinie to offend which way soere I take I 'll follow truth and tell you Madam all your strict Commands I did obey and Wellman is no more Cor. No more why what hadst thou to do with my Commands Oh thou hast kill'd all that my soul cou'd love Tho I commanded yet he was thy friend and that in generositie shou'd have sav'd him Go from my eyes far from my thoughts remain Friend Is this then the reward of all my Love What have I done but been obedient Had I priz'd my Friendship above that Love wou'd you have took it well Yes I will be gone and to the judging world Prove who 's the greater Criminal you or I I kill'd a Friend you make a Lover die Cor. I must not let him go till I 'm reveng'd Stay I relent Oh stay and give my heart a little time to take leave of its old acquaintance ere it'go to make a new and unknown choice agen Alas I lov'd this Wellman lov'd him dearly more than my life Weeps Friend Why did you kill him then Cor. Why in my own defence he gave the first I fear the mortal wound Friend Then think it just